Me: Mariam, could you get Mommy some water please?
Forth time I’m asking her to get me something today teehee. Water, charger, phone charging in the room… it’s the right of a mom, really. After all that giving birth drama and sleepless nights….
Mariam (getting up and grumbling): Why do I always have to get stuff for you?
Me (calling out to her back): Maybe because I’m your mom and I carried you for nine months and I never complained.
Fadza (looks at me, raises eyebrows): Never complained?
Me (whispering): Shhhh, she doesn’t have to know.
Why must husbands remember EVERYTHING?